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Disclaimer: If any of the characters were mine, I wouldn't be writting slash stories, I would be touring with them or something like that.
Author Notes: Well, this is my first and only Ryden fic, and my first slash, so be nice please =) I actually posted this a few months ago in Slash! At The Disco, but my friend Chanice here (diamond.daydream) convinced me to post it on the boards ^^ . So, if you like it, do tell me. If you dont, tell me too, I dont mind, and I love a good constructive critic. ^^ I got the idea from this article which is also in the end of the story, and this is just some kind of "Boys being boys" story, so I hope you like it Maybe Brendon closed the gap between them, feeling the soft lips of the boy in front of him eager. Without taking the time to enjoy completely the precious skin he licked his bottom lip, wanting to deepen it, wanting to feel so much more. Tasting the vague scent of vanilla on his tongue. He would never have enough of him. As for Ryan, he fought aMaybe different battle with the clothes, sensing every bit of skin between them possible, getting rid of the bottened-up shirt, caressing his back, bringing their bare chest together. They had wanted this for so long… Brendon’s eyes widened a bit as he read the rest of the story. Some girls have a little too much imagination. Nevertheless he looked over his shoulder to see Ryan, boxers only, making his morning coffee-cup. The problem with the bus-tour is that you get to see everything and everyone from the living room. Coffee. Yeah, I think that’s how his lips would taste this morning. "What?, " asked a little freaked Ryan at the staring Brendon. "You know. If this were a fiction story, you would be all over me right now," he said teasing with a wide smile. "Dude, fuck off, why do you even read those? ," asked back, a little annoyed, while leaving to the bunks. "I’m just saying, Ross!" he shouted, laughing, as he watched him leave. That afternoon the bus stopped on a gas station on a little town out of nowhere. This was turning into the most boring tour-day yet. Brendon was bored and alone, as Jon and Spencer had gone out just to see the picturesque surroundings and Ryan was sleeping his mind off on the couch. Looking over the screen of his laptop, he caught a sight of Ryan´s unaware, sleeping face. He could have gone out to find Jon and Spencer, instead, he closed his laptop an crawled over Ryan, sitting on his stomach looking intensely into his eyes. Ryan started mumbling something about an elephant to finally open his eyes just to find, once again, Brendon´s stare. Shocked, he almost made them fall of the couch, instead he said. "Um… what do you want" "Nothing. I was just wondering." "And what is it that you like to wonder sitting on top of me?" "If your eyes are honey-like or more golden. Like they keep saying on the stories," he said amused, smiling like a little kid who just asked “why is the sky blue?” That made it. Ryan pushed him off the couch, not caring if he would hurt on the fall. "You just have way too much time to spare, don’t you?" "Oh come on Ryan! I´m just bored! And Spencer and Jon are gone to, I don’t know; make some Joncer of their own. I was just curious." "That’s it!, " he said standing off the couch and taking Brendon´s laptop, "No more fiction for you." "Awww… come on!, " complained Brendon making a pout. "No, I mean it. Go watch some Disney movie or something." "But you know you want this apple-bottom of mine," teased Brendon making a “come-and-get-me” pose to, no-one really, since Ryan had long left the room. Looking into those chocolate eyes, Ryan found what he was missing. The one that would always make him smile. He leaned over to Brendon, caressing his cheek, pressing a soft kiss on his lips. On those big, red, kissable lips that just tasted like heaven… "You know, I do think I have big, red, kissable lips. " said Brendon with the widest smile ever, reading over Ryan´s shoulder. Making him jump thrice that day. "Stop doing that! You´re going to give me a heart attack!" "Oh no, don’t change the subject here Mr. Ross. It seems, I’m not the only one reading slash." "I wasn’t … I mean… yes, but only… Oh shut up! I was just bored ok? And I opened your laptop and there it was. Its not like I read these everyday, you know?," he said feeling just a little embarrassed. "Yeah yeah, whatever," Brendon rolled his eyes, really entertained by the other boys distress. "I don’t! Besides, who wants to read this anyway? You’re such a passive in most of them!" "No I’m not!" "Yes you are!" "Oh really?," Brendon made a mischievous grin, standing before Ryan, "And you don’t like that, do you?," he said nice and slowly. "Brendon… um, what are you doing?," asked Ryan feeling more and more nervous. "Just giving the aggression that you want, baby," replied getting closer to Ryan, cornering him to the back of the bus. "Stop it Brendon, I mean it I wi..." what he would have done, we’ll never know, as he was cut by Brendon’s lips, moving slowly on his own. Biting and tasting every inch of each others mouth. "Hey guys! Look what we got!," Spencer shouted from the front of the bus, watching a not so common scene on the back, "OH MY GOD!" "What, what?," said Jon looking over to Brendon and Ryan, just in time to watch them part the kiss. "MY EYES! MY INNOCENT EYES!" shouted Spencer, in an exaggerated tone "Um… yeah, we’ll leave you guys to… whatever" said a slightly uncomfortable Jon while Spencer kept his mockery complains on his back. "No, wait no… it's not what you…" tried to explain Brendon, a little too late, as Jon and Spencer made their way back to the little town in the middle of nowhere and Ryan kept frozen in the back of the bus. "Oh man! " shouted Brendon, "ok Ryan, I see your point, from now on I won’t read slash stories anymore.," he said running off to find Jon and Spencer, but not leaving before saying, "besides, no-one gets it right, its toothpaste, not vanilla." And Ryan, just stood frozen on his feet. 3 months latter. Conference Room. Out magazine. Do you think your gay fans are confused about you? Smith: Me and Ryan just, over the past summer, both recently purchased our first houses. We used the same interior decorator, and she thought Ryan was gay for the first three months! And I had to tell her that he had had a girlfriend for a year and a half. So — we have talked about it. For whatever reason our personal taste and preference in art and for videos and artwork appeals like that. Walker: I think everybody’s just too afraid to have a good time. Everybody’s gotta loosen up a little bit. Smith: We don’t care who likes us — or who dislikes us. Walker: And what’s the problem if Ryan and Brendon were actually dating, you know? There’s not really any problem with that. Smith: Because they might be. /THE-END ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ true love is rare "I try to think of the person who's worked an eight-hour day, the person who gets in the car and puts on their radio. I'd like them to hear a song that makes them feel happy for three minutes rather than something that makes them more depressed than they already are. We're not afraid to write about love or being happy. We have an entire culture that is either provocative or negative. It's so geared toward being shocking that it no longer manages to shock. They've pushed it as far as they can go both sexually and in terms of anger. Which is why we're here, to provide something different." ~Ryan Ross |
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LOVE IT!!!
Is it being continued? If so, can I have Jon? |
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that was good i liked it. It was different.
I loved the toothpaste/vanilla part. ____I know what you mean.__ I likea to (attempt)lurk the boards *creepy laugh* Myspace: myspace.com/713ok last name: jw |
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THAT MADE ME LOL PLEASE CONTINUEEE
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Awww yay for Ryden!
This was great! Good job ^_^ ********************* Panic At The Disco HCT TOUR 13/05/08 ♥ |
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That was amazing. Even after the second time I read it. You're a really good writer.
I'm really glad you posted it on here! ^-^ ------------------------------ Hello, My name is Chanice. I'm Canadian. That's right, be jealous, I live in an igloo. |
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Thank You! ^^ And well... I don't know if I'll ever come up with an idea for a sequel, but well... you can always have Jon ^^ *gives Jon*
Thank you!... ^^ I guessed that as long as Ryan doesn't use a vanilla mouthwash or something... he would taste like toothpaste ^^
Thanks!... I deffinitely will think about that! maybe just a second part or something
Yeai!! ^^ Thanks! ... I'm really glad you guys liked it!
Thanks Chanice, I'm really glad you convinced me to do it :P ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ true love is rare "I try to think of the person who's worked an eight-hour day, the person who gets in the car and puts on their radio. I'd like them to hear a song that makes them feel happy for three minutes rather than something that makes them more depressed than they already are. We're not afraid to write about love or being happy. We have an entire culture that is either provocative or negative. It's so geared toward being shocking that it no longer manages to shock. They've pushed it as far as they can go both sexually and in terms of anger. Which is why we're here, to provide something different." ~Ryan Ross |
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"MY EYES! MY INNOCENT EYES!!" lol i loved that line
i think this is the best slash i've ever read. its not too nasty!! *hugs* good job!
water I've been adopted by Rachel Owns, and I've adopted Rose, Mika, Annabelle, Allison, Kelly, Nora, Sasha, and Jocelyn!! If you make ANY of them cry, I'll take away all your Happy Dust...SO THERE! Dalila, Kendra, and Kelsey are my sistahs. And NOW I'm sisters with Curreh! Woo! <3 AND I have a badass brother Miguel! But he's really Ryan Ross. But he doesn't know it yet... The Peace and Love Thread for us hippies =] My random little story thing =] [19:54] McSaurus Rex: Tim Currie in fishnets is nothing to the fat naked Krispy Kreme ladies. |
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Lol thanks for the "not too nasty" I guess :P I really dont know how to write slash, so I was hoping for something not too hardcore... ^^ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ true love is rare "I try to think of the person who's worked an eight-hour day, the person who gets in the car and puts on their radio. I'd like them to hear a song that makes them feel happy for three minutes rather than something that makes them more depressed than they already are. We're not afraid to write about love or being happy. We have an entire culture that is either provocative or negative. It's so geared toward being shocking that it no longer manages to shock. They've pushed it as far as they can go both sexually and in terms of anger. Which is why we're here, to provide something different." ~Ryan Ross |
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and I thank you for that! hardcore reading makes me...well, hide it
water I've been adopted by Rachel Owns, and I've adopted Rose, Mika, Annabelle, Allison, Kelly, Nora, Sasha, and Jocelyn!! If you make ANY of them cry, I'll take away all your Happy Dust...SO THERE! Dalila, Kendra, and Kelsey are my sistahs. And NOW I'm sisters with Curreh! Woo! <3 AND I have a badass brother Miguel! But he's really Ryan Ross. But he doesn't know it yet... The Peace and Love Thread for us hippies =] My random little story thing =] [19:54] McSaurus Rex: Tim Currie in fishnets is nothing to the fat naked Krispy Kreme ladies. |
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lol... I know! ^^ same here... at least I'm still somewhat innocent with my writting! :P ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ true love is rare "I try to think of the person who's worked an eight-hour day, the person who gets in the car and puts on their radio. I'd like them to hear a song that makes them feel happy for three minutes rather than something that makes them more depressed than they already are. We're not afraid to write about love or being happy. We have an entire culture that is either provocative or negative. It's so geared toward being shocking that it no longer manages to shock. They've pushed it as far as they can go both sexually and in terms of anger. Which is why we're here, to provide something different." ~Ryan Ross |
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at worst my writing gets...steamy xD
ask Kelsey =]
water I've been adopted by Rachel Owns, and I've adopted Rose, Mika, Annabelle, Allison, Kelly, Nora, Sasha, and Jocelyn!! If you make ANY of them cry, I'll take away all your Happy Dust...SO THERE! Dalila, Kendra, and Kelsey are my sistahs. And NOW I'm sisters with Curreh! Woo! <3 AND I have a badass brother Miguel! But he's really Ryan Ross. But he doesn't know it yet... The Peace and Love Thread for us hippies =] My random little story thing =] [19:54] McSaurus Rex: Tim Currie in fishnets is nothing to the fat naked Krispy Kreme ladies. |
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Or better yet, I could read it! :P
Do you have any fics in here? ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ true love is rare "I try to think of the person who's worked an eight-hour day, the person who gets in the car and puts on their radio. I'd like them to hear a song that makes them feel happy for three minutes rather than something that makes them more depressed than they already are. We're not afraid to write about love or being happy. We have an entire culture that is either provocative or negative. It's so geared toward being shocking that it no longer manages to shock. They've pushed it as far as they can go both sexually and in terms of anger. Which is why we're here, to provide something different." ~Ryan Ross |
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Diamonds Do Appear To Be...(A Cinderella Story)
You Just Can't Keep up with the Fashionistas Hey Moon, Please Forget to Fall down (that one's with Kelsey) This Be a Story, Deal With It! (which is me and Sierra) plus a zillion joint fics with Laura. the only one with steaminess is the second one.
water I've been adopted by Rachel Owns, and I've adopted Rose, Mika, Annabelle, Allison, Kelly, Nora, Sasha, and Jocelyn!! If you make ANY of them cry, I'll take away all your Happy Dust...SO THERE! Dalila, Kendra, and Kelsey are my sistahs. And NOW I'm sisters with Curreh! Woo! <3 AND I have a badass brother Miguel! But he's really Ryan Ross. But he doesn't know it yet... The Peace and Love Thread for us hippies =] My random little story thing =] [19:54] McSaurus Rex: Tim Currie in fishnets is nothing to the fat naked Krispy Kreme ladies. |
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Lol... good, tons of stuff where to pick! ^^ ... Expect my comments soon!
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ true love is rare "I try to think of the person who's worked an eight-hour day, the person who gets in the car and puts on their radio. I'd like them to hear a song that makes them feel happy for three minutes rather than something that makes them more depressed than they already are. We're not afraid to write about love or being happy. We have an entire culture that is either provocative or negative. It's so geared toward being shocking that it no longer manages to shock. They've pushed it as far as they can go both sexually and in terms of anger. Which is why we're here, to provide something different." ~Ryan Ross |
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